Chapter 707: Mingzhi

"Master, there is another greeting card from Nanchuan."

At the majestic mountain gate, the old man sat on a futon and practiced quietly. He looked like a fairy with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. His white hair reached his waist and was tied up with a straw rope.

"Master, are we still not going to answer?" The baby with a childish voice was right in front of him, with a somewhat reserved senior brother beside him.

"No answer." The old man didn't open his eyes, but just shook his head.

"King Ye is coming in force and is killing people all the way from the South. Today, I just wanted to post a hero post in the South to establish a true Southland Alliance. All parties are worried about the alliance and don't know what to do."

The senior brother seemed to know a lot about world affairs, and his expression seemed a little hesitant.

"Nanchuan led a million soldiers and six king-level men came with great momentum. We are so ruthless. We are afraid that if he comes one day, he will directly break through."

"Huh." After hearing this, the old man snorted dissatisfiedly:

"That day when Zhaoyang Pass was in dire straits, not one of the fifty thousand disciples of my Jiange rushed to help. I only respected him as the last defender of the human race."

"Now that only one year has passed, he is going to crush my mountain gate with millions of people. Will the young hero who single-handedly blocked the rebels at Zhaoyang Pass now become one of the troubled people in this troubled world?"

"Perhaps he had a heroic heart, and times make heroes. Now..." The senior brother's voice became softer and he did not finish his words, but the meaning of his words was already obvious.

"Master, do you hate King Ye very much?" The doll on the side suddenly spoke, his childish voice full of ignorance.

"It's okay." Hearing the baby's voice, the old man opened his eyes, "I feel that he has somewhat failed to live up to the expectations of the people in the world."

"Do you still remember the first lesson Master taught you?"

"Remember." The baby said in a sweet voice, and stretched out his fingers to gesture: "Our sword pavilion must take protecting the people of the world as our own responsibility."

"Yes, to protect the common people in the world." The old man nodded and patted the doll's head: "Ling Zhi, you must remember this sentence. The reason why Jiange was born is to protect the common people in the world."

"Now that King Ye is violent, fierce, proud and arrogant, he is waging massacres throughout the south. Jiange will never sit idly by. At least, he must be blocked to the east of Jiange."

"But Master..." On the side, Wawa's senior brother couldn't help but say: "The world will be divided and divided for a long time, and it will be united for a long time. Now in the human race, it has become a fact that the heroes are divided."

"If we stop King Ye, we will definitely pay a heavy price. Even if we stop this King Ye, there will be a new King Ye. Many disciples of Jianmen have already died in the troubled times. If things go on like this, even if we accumulate a lot of money, we may not be able to do anything. Continue.”

"Let's talk when there is nothing we can do." Master didn't listen. He stood up and looked at the empty wall behind him: "The Shadow Sword Master once left a sentence for the sword pavilion. This sentence has always been in my heart. Bible."

As he spoke, the master drew his sword, and the sharp sword light swept across the wall. In the end, only a few words were left.

"He who wields the sword is fearless."

…

"Ahead is Mingtao City, which originally belonged to Ningjiang Province, but is now in Zhu Wen's hands."

The army advanced, looking at the city appearing in front, Sansheng introduced it slowly.

"Is it finally the last stop?" Ye Fan looked at the city in the distance and raised his eyes: "It's been a month, and I don't know what he thinks."

"Kill directly? Or go to the city first?" Simba came behind Ye Fan with a giant ax and asked in a low voice.

"Don't worry, this is the talent that King Ye needs." Suan Sansheng shook his head, glanced at Simba who was smelling of blood, and said, "Simba, you should take a bath."

"Yes." The military advisor spoke, and Simba responded. Beside him, Jing Ling and others who had reunited had some other emotions in their eyes.

The journey to the Southern Kingdom was cruel. Except for the city-states that surrendered at the beginning, the remaining power owners were surprisingly courageous. Most of them refused to obey, and only a few were won over by Ye Fan.

This kind of journey was beyond Ye Fan's expectations, but it also had some unexpected effects. After the invitation to establish the alliance was sent out, many power leaders responded. Although it was not big, it was always effective.

"Zhu Wen seems to be very good." Wang Lingxi, who was in charge of intelligence collection, looked at the city in the distance and said, "I have collected some information from other city-states in the South. During Zhu Wen's tenure, Mingtao City was considered the most prosperous period and had the least disputes. period.”

"He started in a hurry. After taking power, he took great care of the people, reducing tax burdens, improving citizens' treatment, developing trade... He made many efforts to improve people's livelihood."

"He is a good official." Jing Ling nodded in praise, but at the same time he was a little confused: "But in troubled times, good officials often die badly. How can he become one of the leaders of the force?"

"It depends on the people." Wang Lingxi turned over the information sheet in his hand: "His term has been over for several years. When troubled times came, it was the people who re-elected him to lead the overall situation, organized and overthrew the then city lord, and let him take the seat. ”

"Is there such a thing?" This statement surprised everyone.

"It sounds like he is indeed a good official." Sansheng also nodded, looked at Ye Fan, and asked slightly: "Such a person may not be a threat to us."

"Of course it would be better if you could join us." Ye Fan replied, patting his mount.

The army continued to advance, and soon, everyone in front of Mingtao City was stunned.

The city gates were wide open, and there was no trace of anyone either on the tower or in the city.

"What's going on?" This scene made Shuan Sansheng frown: "Empty City Plot?"

"The power of Mingtao City, even if it is an empty city strategy, is probably of no use." Ye Fan shook his head, looked at the wide open city gate, got off his horse, and walked away.

Everyone dismounted and followed him. When they arrived at the city gate, they saw the depression in the city.

"No one." Ye Fan frowned, and suddenly, footsteps sounded.

Zhu Wen, dressed in civilian clothes, walked into everyone's sight at this moment.

He obviously hadn't slept well for several nights. His hair was unkempt, his eyes were swollen, and he looked very haggard.

This scene, together with the well-equipped and impressive Nanchuan senior officials, seemed to form a picture.

"There is another person." Everyone faced each other before Zhu Wen spoke, his slightly hoarse voice firm.

Looking at Zhu Wen, Ye Fan seemed to get the answer: "Where are the people in your city?"

"I have dismissed them in advance, distributed the treasury in the city, and allowed them to flee."

Zhu Wen replied, looking at Ye Fan without any fear: "If I refuse King Ye's solicitation, Mingtao City will definitely suffer because of me."

"The people are innocent and should not be affected by my choice."

"I did not massacre the city. Wherever I went, I just crushed those who wanted to resist." Ye Fan replied, looking at Zhu Wen's appearance, he sighed: "I am not bad to the people. You can go to Nanchuan to see ”

"The words of the tyrant have no credibility." Zhu Wen shook his head: "What I can see is that where King Ye has passed, all life has been devastated."

"To King Ye, the Southern Kingdom is just an ant. Even the ants will crush people to death. I don't believe he can have much compassion for the people."

"When troubled times come, conquests are inevitable." Beside Ye Fan, a commander stood up, "The conquest in Nanchuan is not for slaughter, but to end this troubled times."

"How can it end? Nanchuan is one of the biggest chaos in the human race today." At this point, Zhu Wen was a little indignant. He looked at Ye Fan and asked slightly questioningly: "King Ye was once a hero who fought to protect the human race and Kyoto. , Why have you become such a tyrant now?”

Hearing this, Ye Fan was a little silent. Even though he was always firm to himself, he couldn't help but be a little shocked when faced with such a problem.

"I won't kill you." After a long time, Ye Fan spoke again: "I will let you see that what Nanchuan can do is not just killing."

"Since I will stay, I have no intention of living again." Zhu Wen replied, shaking his head: "I stayed, just to tell King Ye that not everyone will succumb to your atrocities."

The next moment, he turned his wrist, and a dagger appeared in his hand. Looking at the many Nanchuan senior officials in front of him, and then at the terrifying millions of troops in the distance, he laughed.

"Death makes one's ambition clear, that is what a man is."